Post by Zephyrus on Mar 6, 2011 13:20:17 GMT -5
"Oh, yeah. Slytherin's pretty quiet... except when gryffindors come flying in through the few windows we've got," The other said, his head shaking.
"Seriously, though... We've got... really quiet students? Everyone seems to mind their own business. It's rare to see anyone in the common room. Um, Micha is one of the few people I run into there. She's really cool. From Russia?" Cyan continued, brushing a few stray curls from his face. "There's Layne Larkin, of course--I haven't actually met her, but how can you not know of her?"
"I've heard people talk about her. Isn't she the one always swearing her mouth off?" Zephyrus asked, cocking his head.
"And, of course, there's Ryo and Asher and so on... But, like I said, most of us like to just go off and do our own thing."
The dish disappeared. Zephyrus opened his mouth to speak, when a student came running towards them, following a red orb that was also rolling toward them. The kid was about to run into a puddle, and Zephyrus found himself standing up to better catch the short boy, to make sure the guy didn't smash his face into something.
But it seemed that he wasn't needed, because the kid slipped on the water and fell a few feet short of the table. He skittered over to the kid, kneeling down infront of him.
"Hey man, you okay?" Zephyrus asked, a bit of concern in his voice. He reached out to touch the black-haired boy, but withdrew his hand, remembering that kids could be rather touchy about being touched.
What pretty hair, Zephyrus found himself thinking, I wonder how it feels. No, I wonder what he looks like. I hope the floor didn't bash his face up too badly.'
He looked over at Cyan, grimacing. Who was this kid?
"Seriously, though... We've got... really quiet students? Everyone seems to mind their own business. It's rare to see anyone in the common room. Um, Micha is one of the few people I run into there. She's really cool. From Russia?" Cyan continued, brushing a few stray curls from his face. "There's Layne Larkin, of course--I haven't actually met her, but how can you not know of her?"
"I've heard people talk about her. Isn't she the one always swearing her mouth off?" Zephyrus asked, cocking his head.
"And, of course, there's Ryo and Asher and so on... But, like I said, most of us like to just go off and do our own thing."
The dish disappeared. Zephyrus opened his mouth to speak, when a student came running towards them, following a red orb that was also rolling toward them. The kid was about to run into a puddle, and Zephyrus found himself standing up to better catch the short boy, to make sure the guy didn't smash his face into something.
But it seemed that he wasn't needed, because the kid slipped on the water and fell a few feet short of the table. He skittered over to the kid, kneeling down infront of him.
"Hey man, you okay?" Zephyrus asked, a bit of concern in his voice. He reached out to touch the black-haired boy, but withdrew his hand, remembering that kids could be rather touchy about being touched.
What pretty hair, Zephyrus found himself thinking, I wonder how it feels. No, I wonder what he looks like. I hope the floor didn't bash his face up too badly.'
He looked over at Cyan, grimacing. Who was this kid?